photo credit to Kevin Trotman (The Rocketeet on Flickr)
Abominable as it had been Accountable to the nature’s befalling tragedy... All lost and gained... love, joy and peace.
Checkered pieces of land can be seen from above... million puzzles: pieces in green, red and brown flats, stitched together
You are the sweetest melody that awaken my senses— perfect for symphony, that elated my ecstasy. You are the sweetest touch
The rich, brown, chocolate feasts my eyes... The sweet delicious aroma lingers in the air... Melted creamy
Array of sea glass arts meticulously displayed with pride. Framed art mosaics with hues of red, blue, green, brown... pink and the purple... the rarest…
The vomit turned bile the beddings stained soiled repeatedly Sweated profusely followed with chills and pain.
At the blue birdhouse in the yard, mother Chickadee’s on guard atop a dragonfly chime. Awaiting for opportune time— She flies back and forth to her ne…
Sing me a song of love and fate. Devoid of exhaustion from contenti… The wall had appeared... keeping permanence...I fear Save me from anguish I feel.
In its absence we fall apart while retrieval— favorable! Participate—
The Drying Tree By: Imrogue Pine needles brittled— The tree’s tall—remains upright— So still and hopeful—
Have you heard of a writer’s block… I wondered... I thought it was a… Suddenly, I’m taken aback... Inflicted and being attacked! Let’s watch the clock.............…
In the hallway, she sat in her cha… as if waiting for someone to ackno… The blank stare and weary look in… manifested long lived years. Her thin lips almost drawn to a sl…
Tonight, through my window, a glimpse of your silvery light dawned upon the grassy fill of this earth. Your quaintness
Words radiated with intensity, With great ardor for poetry... Faced with sorrow and agony, He poured his soul incessantly. He spoke about his troubled heart;
The rice laid on the mat, While it dried under the sun. I sat on my father’s lap, as I read from book of John. My sister played nearby